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His Game; Her Play

Author: _darkling
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-29 00:54:12

The heavy mansion doors slammed shut behind them; the sound cracking through the morning like a loaded gun.

Noora stumbled as Luciano pulled her across the stone path toward the waiting cars. Her heels scraped against the gravel. Her fury was bubbling beneath her skin with every forceful tug of his hand.

She wasn’t some doll to be yanked around.

“Let go of me,” she hissed under her breath, struggling against his grip. But his fingers were like an unyielding, cruel iron around her wrist.

The black car gleamed ahead. The driver stood by the open door, straight-backed, and beside him stood Luciano’s bodyguard, silent but watchful.

With one final yank, Noora twisted violently and tore her arm from his grasp. Pain seared through her skin. He’d held on so tightly it felt like a bruise was already forming.

She turned to him, eyes wild, chest heaving.

“Are you out of your mind?” she exploded. “Why did you do that…in front of everyone?!”

Luciano slowly turned his head toward her, his express
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